IRIS
Something was wrong. I could feel it before Ronan even finished whatever conversation he was having in his head.
We had been in the middle of... well, I wasn't sure what we had been in the middle of. Flirting? Making terrible innuendos that left me blushing like a teenager? The past hour had been a confusing mess of feelings I wasn't ready to examine. But whatever it was, it was over now.
Ronan's gaze finally met mine, and there was something in it I couldn't read. "There's someone at the pack gates. Looking for you." He said his voice sounding too controlled for my liking.
My heart skipped a beat. "Someone? Who?"
He didn't answer directly. He just pushed away from the table and gestured toward the door. “Come on.”
Something in his tone made my chest tighten, but I stood anyway
